alrite nice spit, listen up--

born 2 kill shame u won't die 2 resurect, i make your punches reflect so ya wackness can neva infect//
leave u wrecked, emotionally and on the surface, we both leavin this battle but in your case its wiv a red face//
my rhymes but a dent in your overated reputation, this sick verse communication causin heated confrontation//
you say you've resurected from ya defeats, u shud retreat n stayed down wen u got merked by an elite//
everyone that hears me recognises my ability, nigga wen u rap people vacate the facility//
wen we go one on one theres no competition, i need an exibition cos my rhymes causin nuclear fusion while yours just generatin confusion//
if this was a game of chess your ass in check-mate, cos im beatin u ere n i made ya bitch late, u beta check 2 make sure shes not gainin weight//
nxt time i'll use contraceptive, everything u sayin in contradictive, dawg come bac wen ya shits more effective//
im like einstein on the mic, a "lyrical genius", wiv finesse sent in ere 2 impress//
this mans comin ere from houston texas dreamin bout drivin a lexus, calls himself a gangsta wen really hes just a bitch whos sexist//
born! wish u hadnt bin, thats ya mums only sin, lettin your dad creat u by "injectin" in sperm from his pin//
nigga u know u feelin my heat cos u startin 2 burn, i'll put on a thermal jacket wen u post your return//
turn!!!--round n don't come bac till you've found a way 2 rhyme with an exceptable sound//
u bout 2 be left wishin that ya dad was impatent, so u wudnt be gettin beat ere by a vet whos impatient//
your my patient in this thread n you've just ad n operation, but 4 your infomation u didnt make it, so u now livin in hells nation//
now im bout 2 close this like bitches close their legs wen u walk past, this won't wound u too much cos u used 2 comin last!!

uppin!!!!!!!